(According to the feedback from most of the readers yesterday, I'll use the big chapter for now. I'll update it every night at eight o 'clock, and I'll tell you if something comes up.) In addition, though I wrote in this chapter that the sea is full of water, I found to my surprise that what I'm writing now is really perfect and beautiful.)
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The rolling ocean waves stirred up countless sprays, turning into fog that enshrouded the surface of the ocean. The temperature dropped rapidly as the strong wind blew.
The moss on the rocks were peeled off by the waves, and the fat sea animal had already dived into the ocean.
The iron sword headed toward the deep part of the West Ocean.
The fog grew thicker and thicker, and gradually merged with the dark clouds in the sky. The sunlight was blocked by the clouds, and the heaven and earth were shrouded in gloom.
The iron sword flying at a high speed among the stormy waves was hard to be discovered.
Looking at the deep part of the West Ocean, Jing Jiu said to Gu Qing, "Throw the cat away if something happens."
The white cat glanced at Jing Jiu and meowed once.
He wasn't expressing his dissatisfaction; he was issuing a warning to Jing Jiu.
Even though they were covered by the fog, dark clouds, and the ocean waves, they would still be discovered by the other party if they went over like this.
Cats were naturally the best at hide-and-seek.
Jing Jiu knew what the cat said was reasonable, so he told Gu Qing to sit tight.
The iron sword dived down from the sky, and plunged into the rolling and rapid ocean water.
The ocean was full of water, and the resistance was great.
Sitting at the front of the iron sword, Jing Jiu raised his right hand and pointed it forward. A gentle and clear sword will came out from his fingertip.
The ocean water coming at a high speed was like a hard stone wall, but for some reason, it became extremely soft when it encountered the sword will. Along with countless deep and thunderous explosions, the water parted to form a path.
Jing Jiu used the same posture when he passed through the deathly cold land years ago.
The difference was that he used the Six-Dragon Sword style of Shiyue Peak at that time, and he used another sword style today.
Seeing this scene, Gu Qing was quite surprised.
His Master even knew the Inherited Heaven Sword of Tianguang Peak and taught it to him. Of course, he could accept the fact that his Master knew the Tide Swordsmanship of Bihu Peak. However, his Master's Tide Swordsmanship was so good that even the peak master of Bihu Peak was not as good as him …
Tides came and went. Thunder rumbled and the seawater parted like a tide, forming a transparent wall of water around the iron sword.
All kinds of fishes and seaweeds retreated at high speed, turning into countless lines of different colors. Occasionally, the huge and confused eyes of the sea beasts in the distance could be seen.
The black iron sword carried two people and a cat at a high speed at the bottom of the West Sea. After an unknown period of time, the speed of the iron sword gradually slowed down, and the sound of thunder faded away.
In the distance, countless black pillars appeared in the sea. They looked like standing whales.
Those black pillars were actually part of the floating island that was submerged in the sea.
This was not the Penglai Island, but the West Sea Islands.
It was to this day that the islands at the deep end of the West Ocean were still owned by the mermaids in name; but they were seized by the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean as their mountain gate many years ago.
The iron sword stopped a distance away from the West Ocean Islands, making no sound. It kept sinking like a piece of broken wood until it reached the bottom of the ocean.
It was dark here, and nothing could be seen.
Jing Jiu looked up. A sword fire came out in his pupils, and he saw the blue sky.
Gu Qing had a profound Cultivation state by now. He imitated his Master's method of using the sword fire to wash his eyes, and his sight had finally penetrated the darkness and seen the distant surface of the ocean.
Looking up from the dark bottom of the ocean, the distant surface of the ocean looked like a sapphire, exceedingly beautiful.
Of course, the sapphire could also be the sky.
There were countless cracks on the surface of the sapphire.
They were hundreds of white air currents in the high sky, and they were also the lines in the seawater.
Those lines were formed by bubbles, and they were a few miles long, and they were dissipating slowly.
Gu Qing looked up at this magnificent and amazing scene, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak a word. He even forgot that he was in the seawater.
Were these the marks left by those two swordsmen in heaven and earth?
In the next moment, more sword lights fell down from a high place, soundless.
Innumerable deep cracks appeared on the surface of the West Ocean, the deepest of which was a few thousand feet deep, very close to the iron sword.
The soft seawater seemed to have changed its nature in front of these sword lights, becoming many times more viscous.
One had to know that this was only a tiny bit of the sword light that had leaked out. One could imagine how terrifying the true power of the sword light was.
Gu Qing had witnessed the fight between the King Of The Underworld and the Old Dragon in the Royal Palace of Zhaoge City.
That fight was a fight between the spiritual souls. Though it was marvelous, its momentum was far inferior to that of the two flying swords in the high sky.
The sword lights sliced through the layers of clouds, and the ocean waves rose up and down. A distant morning sun was bobbing up and down, illuminating the seawater a bit.
Gu Qing saw countless dead fish, and he even saw the corpses of a few small whales sinking slowly in the distance.
He couldn't help but look at Jing Jiu, feeling a bit nervous.
He had vaguely guessed that these two swordsmen should be the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean and Mister Pei of the No-Mercy Sect.
But, why did his Master bring him here?
Not everyone had the opportunity to witness the fight between the swordsmen in the Heavenly Arrival State. It was a rare opportunity for any Cultivation practitioner.
However, they were at the bottom of the ocean, so close to the fight between the two swordsmen in the Heavenly Arrival State. What if one of the sword lights hit them?
If his Master intended to help Mister Pei, what could they do given their abilities?
Gu Qing lowered his head reflexively to take a look at the white cat in his chest.
It was then that the surface of the ocean suddenly quieted down.
Innumerable rocks fell into the ocean from the high sky like a rainstorm, leaving countless thin lines in the ocean.
In the next moment, someone fell into the ocean.
That person was motionless. His gray hair rose and fell along with the current like seaweed, and then it was gradually dyed red by the blood.
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Everybody was the main character in his own life story.
However, some of the stories were comedies, and some were tragedies; some were artistic, some were about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, some were passionate, and some were legendary. If someone thought he was the main character in a bigger story, he must have something special about him, like being good-looking, or having a good family background, or having an outstanding talent, or having a unique experience.
Wang Xiaoming thought he was the main character because of these reasons.
He Zhan thought so as well.
He was known for his good luck in the Cultivation circle. Even though he knew the truth behind his good luck, it didn't affect his opinion.
With such an aunt, if he wasn't the main character, who would be?
Now that he was the main character, he had to participate in the story. He couldn't be a spectator, and he couldn't stay far away from the scene to experience the mortal world.
The journey from the Baotong Zen Temple to the Guocheng Temple wasn't completed. He went to Haizhou against Guo Dong's will and disguised himself as a fisherman, driving the boat to the deep end of the West Ocean, waiting to appear in the upcoming grand story.
He didn't care about fame or fame, but this event started at the Baotong Zen Temple, and the two friends got to know each other because of him, and it was a plan made by his seniors. It was so dangerous that he couldn't just ignore it.
He drove the fishing boat and drifted on the West Ocean for a long time. He didn't dare get too close to the West Ocean Islands, and he didn't dare get too close to the battlefield chosen by Tong Yan, in case someone would suspect him.
Early this morning, two sword lights appeared unexpectedly and cut the morning sunlight into pieces.
The fight between the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean and Pei Baifa had begun.
The heaven and earth changed color, and the huge waves appeared on the ocean.
In an instant, his fishing boat was smashed into pieces by the huge waves, sinking to the bottom of the ocean.
He Zhan didn't dare fly up. He drifted in the incessant waves while holding a wooden plank.
Sensing the two formidable and formidable sword wills in the high sky, he felt like an ant drifting on the surface of the water.
It wasn't until now that he realized that the Cultivation circle respected the powerful swordsmen, and the main characters could only be the truly powerful swordsmen.
He wasn't qualified to be the main character in this story.
Yet, he had never thought that he would be able to participate in the action of killing the Godly Swordsman. All he wanted to do was come here to take a look and see if there was anything he could help with.
As for how he could help, he had no idea. In fact, he hadn't figured out the intention of Tong Yan's extremely simple plan until now.
The seawater kept on washing his body, making his thoughts a bit muddled.
Mister Pei had already struck. Was it Tong Lu or Su Ziye who had completed the last step of enticement? Were the two of them exposed? When would they escape? Right, how many people could his Huanxi Silk seat? He had always traveled alone before, so he had never had a chance to try it. He should have gone to Ōzawa first.
As he was thinking of these trivial matters, he suddenly found that the waves ahead of him had become a bit smaller.
The wind and clouds dispersed, revealing the blue sea and blue sky.
He Zhan raised his head and looked at the sky.
A figure fell down from the high Empty Realm.
A moment later, another figure fell down from the Empty Realm.
The two figures fell into the sea one after the other, creating inconspicuous splashes as they sank to the bottom of the ocean.
In the farther direction of the West Ocean Islands, dozens of sword lights could be vaguely seen.
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Looking at the surface of the ocean from the pitch-black bottom of the ocean was like looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.
That patch of sky was out of reach for the frog, but it was also difficult for the people in the sky to discover it in the shadow at the bottom of the well.
The iron sword stopped at the bottom of the ocean, and nobody could find its trace.
It was unclear if it was because he was holding the white cat, but Gu Qing found that his spiritual energy was always replenished, and he didn't have to worry about the shortage of energy.
The ripples on the surface of the ocean gradually calmed down, and then two splashes appeared again.
Pei Baifa fell into the ocean.
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean fell into the ocean as well.
Gu Qing's face was pale. His right hand pinched the sword instruction, ready to strike at any moment.
Jing Jiu didn't intend to strike. All he did was look at the bottom of the ocean in silence.
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean sank slowly to the bottom of the ocean.
He was very tall and big. Even though he was lying in the ocean, he still gave off a sense of majesty, like a statue.
Countless tiny sword wills were hovering around his body, looking like the electric threads.
The ocean water swam around him gently. The ferocious sea animals fled to the deeper and farther places, looking extremely terrified.
The sunlight shone on his face after passing through the ocean water, giving off a jade-like white glow. The bridge of his nose and his chin looked a bit stiff.
He sank slowly to the bottom of the ocean, motionless with his eyes closed the entire time, as if he were asleep.
At the bottom of the ocean ten miles away, Pei Baifa was also sinking to the bottom of the ocean.
He was also motionless with his eyes closed. His white hair was tousling in the ocean water, and the blood had been washed away.
Would the fight between the two swordsmen in the Heavenly Arrival State end with both of them wounded?
Dozens of sword lights appeared on the surface of the ocean in the west. As soon as they left the islands, they split into two groups. One group headed toward the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean, intending to rescue him; the other group headed toward Pei Baifa, intending to do so.
Gu Qing looked at Jing Jiu again, his eyes wide open, thinking that he had to strike now; otherwise, Mister Pei would die for sure!
Even the white cat reached out his front paw and scratched Jing Jiu. He didn't look at Pei Baifa, but at the patch of ocean where the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean was, thinking that since this person was a formidable enemy of the Aoyama Sect, he shouldn't miss such a good opportunity. He should let him go and kill him.
Jing Jiu didn't pay any attention to Gu Qing.
He was also looking at the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean, but his line of sight didn't fall on the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean, as if he was afraid of alerting something. His right hand was pressing tightly on the white cat.
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The flying swords leaving the Islands of West Ocean were divided into two groups.
Naturally, the elders and disciples with higher status and more powerful prowess went to the rescue of the Sect Master; the rest of them went to a farther place.
Killing Pei Baifa was of course a great achievement, but it was a dangerous task. And who didn't want to be the first person the Sect Master saw when he opened his eyes?
Su Ziye joined the Western Sea Sword School as a guest, and he was valued by the Godly Swordsman in the last two years. As such, he was not liked by the people of the West Ocean Sect, and he was often ostracized.
Of course, he wanted to go to the place where Pei Baifa was.
It didn't take long before he and a dozen disciples of the Western Sea Sword School arrived at that patch of ocean.
The flying swords struck down toward the surface of the ocean. The Hidden Tide Sword style of the Western Sea Sword School was very powerful in such an environment. Soon, the swords broke through the ocean water, revealing the body of Pei Baifa.
Su Ziye's face grew even greener, and his energy suddenly grew colder. He reached out his hand and grabbed Pei Baifa out of the ocean.
The disciples of the Western Sea Sword School didn't react immediately.
A green leaf flew out from Su Ziye's mouth and expanded along with the wind, turning into a green flying boat, which broke through the air instantly and headed toward the east.
The disciples of the Western Sea Sword School realized that Su Ziye intended to rescue them.
The shouts rang out on the surface of the ocean, and the crowd chased after him on their swords. Unexpectedly, a wall of water suddenly formed in the ocean, blocking their way.
The wall of water had a faint green color, as if it was mixed with many aquatic plants, exuding a strange stinky smell, indicating that it contained a strong poison.
The disciples of the Western Sea Sword School didn't have enough time to evade it, and bumped into the wall of water, falling down in tandem. They had no time to chase after him; they hurried to guard their Dao Hearts with the swords and take the magic pills to expel the poison.
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The rest of the disciples of the West Ocean Sect had already entered the patch of the ocean and arrived by the side of the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean.
Tong Lu was in the front.
Though he wasn't the most senior or the most powerful person present, he was the most valued disciple of the Godly Swordsman, so nobody wanted to compete with him for this position.
The sunlight shone on the face of the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean, making it look a bit pale.
Looking at his Master who seemed to be asleep, Tong Lu's face grew paler, his eyes full of struggle and pain, his hands trembling slightly, and the West Cold Flying Sword under his feet buzzed.
Someone had finally found that something was not right, and yelled sternly, "What do you intend to do?"
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean still had his eyes closed, as if he hadn't noticed anything.
The ocean water was illuminated by the sword lights, and the formidable and endless sword wills came from all directions.
A bloody wound appeared on Tong Lu's left shoulder, and he backed up a few thousand feet, losing the best opportunity to strike.
The crowd of the Western Sea Sword School stared at Tong Lu, who was holding the sword with his right hand, full of caution and an absurd expression in their eyes.
Tong Lu was the most outstanding disciple of the young generation of the Western Sea Sword School, and was highly valued by the Sect Master. The Sect Master didn't reprimand you even though your performance was terrible during the Battle of the Cloud Platform … Yet, you wanted to kill the Sect Master! Did you forget that the Sect Master was your Master?! It was truly rebellious!
No one would have thought that something even more absurd was yet to come.
A disciple of the Western Sea Sword School approached the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean soundlessly, and landed his palm on his chest.
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The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean opened his eyes!
The expression in his eyes was nonchalant.
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Whoosh!!!
The ocean water was flowing wildly.
The sword wills were formidable.
The nearby disciples of the Western Sea Sword School were all knocked to the distance.
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The assassin disciple of the Western Sea Sword School backed up soundlessly, his black hair flying backward in the water, covering half of his face.
It was a very ordinary face.
It turned out that the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean wasn't unconscious at all.
He pretended to be unconscious!
Yet, no fear could be seen in the young woman's eyes at the moment, as calm as usual.
It was because she was Guo Dong.
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